The Mad Hatter's Song

...But in the south there's many a waving tree
Oh, would that musky fingers move your pain
In the warm south winds the lost flowers bloom again
And if you cried, you know you'd fill a lake with tears
Still wouldn't turn back the years

Since the city has took you mad Hatter is on my mind
So sad, sad to see the way it grew those other people that I knew
That have either fell or faltered mad Hatter is on my mind
And you must have to see clear some time...

A nice song from the album "The 5000 Spirits or the Layers of the Onion" by The Incredible String Band

You can listen here:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=p3eW0u…